The Fascist Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty
The Fascist
Just little was her tear
When she felt pain
Just little
But fire drummed my veins
To implant my possession
Whole and whole her past present and future
Real realm of ruling another human body and mind
Flagged the high land
Where no other paws would never be allowed
To tear her flesh and spleen
Possession
And sense of possession is fascism
Better you tell me a fascist!
Pranab k c
11/09/2024
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